Submissions by Panda-Paw (UrbanPoe)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
An amateur by the very meaning. My words are simple and used, but I like to pretend that I am able to put them into a context which appeals to the reader anyhow.
SELF POEM
Published
20th Jul 2022 3:05pm
20th Jul 2022 3:05pm
No Way Back
You once asked me if
I got thrown into life too early
It seems ironic for you to ask considering
That while you held me in your belly
I did not want to leave at all.
You went a month over your due date
And when your body was ready to push me away
I clung, kicked and screamed for a chance to stay.
I tangled myself in your insides so bad
As if I wanted to choke on your intestines.
The doctors had to cut you open and
Remove me like a tumor.
I scarred you for life
No, I don't think I got to life too early
Rather, it feels...
I got thrown into life too early
It seems ironic for you to ask considering
That while you held me in your belly
I did not want to leave at all.
You went a month over your due date
And when your body was ready to push me away
I clung, kicked and screamed for a chance to stay.
I tangled myself in your insides so bad
As if I wanted to choke on your intestines.
The doctors had to cut you open and
Remove me like a tumor.
I scarred you for life
No, I don't think I got to life too early
Rather, it feels...
#confessional
166 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Feb 2022 6:55pm
21st Feb 2022 6:55pm
Don't Catch Me, Just Because You Can
We talk
Not to each other
Always about
We throw lassos made of words
And try to catch one another
With accusations and hurt
My lasso always come undone
I'm terrible with the knots
you see
I want to pull you in
Get you closer to me
But not like this
I know the lasso will choke your throat
Just like it chokes mine
So I'll throw you a rope instead
And wait for you to give a tug
Not to each other
Always about
We throw lassos made of words
And try to catch one another
With accusations and hurt
My lasso always come undone
I'm terrible with the knots
you see
I want to pull you in
Get you closer to me
But not like this
I know the lasso will choke your throat
Just like it chokes mine
So I'll throw you a rope instead
And wait for you to give a tug
#love
#family
218 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
28th Dec 2021 9:10pm
28th Dec 2021 9:10pm
Who Made Me
When I was a kid, maybe
Eight years old or so
My hair was so long back then
It was always a mess,
So frizzy and tangled
I felt as if
My thoughts got lost in it
Mum tried all the remedies
From detangle sprays to special brushes
And found the solution with siccors
I remember so clearly, looking
At the cut off locks on the floor
To the unrecognisable reflection in the mirror
You stripped me of more than hair back then
Since then, I've thought only in practicalities
No desire or want, but simply what's easy ...
Eight years old or so
My hair was so long back then
It was always a mess,
So frizzy and tangled
I felt as if
My thoughts got lost in it
Mum tried all the remedies
From detangle sprays to special brushes
And found the solution with siccors
I remember so clearly, looking
At the cut off locks on the floor
To the unrecognisable reflection in the mirror
You stripped me of more than hair back then
Since then, I've thought only in practicalities
No desire or want, but simply what's easy ...
#identity
307 reads
5 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
9th Dec 2021 11:08pm
9th Dec 2021 11:08pm
Scared of You
You always used to warn me
Of the dangers in this world
Little did I know, and too late,
That the biggest danger
Was being close to you
Even if I sought your arms
For comfort and love
I'd always wonder in your hug
If one day, you'd squeeze
The life from me.
Of the dangers in this world
Little did I know, and too late,
That the biggest danger
Was being close to you
Even if I sought your arms
For comfort and love
I'd always wonder in your hug
If one day, you'd squeeze
The life from me.
#anxiety
#love
#family #fear
#family #fear
315 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
6th Sep 2021 11:51pm
6th Sep 2021 11:51pm
Fly, fly!
Sometimes I soar through the clouds
Sometimes the wind is whizzing in my ears
I feel so light up here, my mind is calm
Other times, it's a real storm
The turbulence is so violent I can feel
My teeth rattling in my mouth
I grasp for something to hold onto
And end up with nothing in my hands
I'm blown out of course
If there ever was one
I vaguely hear my mother asking
"Did you get thrown into life too early?"
And with my rattling teeth I try to speak
"N-N-No n-no, I'm fine, I-I got this"
Until I'm suddenly...
Sometimes the wind is whizzing in my ears
I feel so light up here, my mind is calm
Other times, it's a real storm
The turbulence is so violent I can feel
My teeth rattling in my mouth
I grasp for something to hold onto
And end up with nothing in my hands
I'm blown out of course
If there ever was one
I vaguely hear my mother asking
"Did you get thrown into life too early?"
And with my rattling teeth I try to speak
"N-N-No n-no, I'm fine, I-I got this"
Until I'm suddenly...
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth #emotions
#MentalHealth #emotions
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2020 4:54pm
22nd Sep 2020 4:54pm
Warriors
We've both fought in gruesome wars
And both of us have made it out alive.
Somewhat
In our own ways we've fought against merciless enemies.
You, fighting your own head to the sounds of bulletrain in a locked down Cairo.
Me, against close relations supposed to protect and care for me.
The aftermath left us with shattered self-esteem
Both wars had fatal losses and consequences.
But we are here.
We're standing in the midst of the battleground's ruins
I don't remember when we started running,
And I don't know where...
And both of us have made it out alive.
Somewhat
In our own ways we've fought against merciless enemies.
You, fighting your own head to the sounds of bulletrain in a locked down Cairo.
Me, against close relations supposed to protect and care for me.
The aftermath left us with shattered self-esteem
Both wars had fatal losses and consequences.
But we are here.
We're standing in the midst of the battleground's ruins
I don't remember when we started running,
And I don't know where...
#strength
#friendship
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
24th Jun 2020 5:51pm
24th Jun 2020 5:51pm
To Daddy
You were a killer.
Not in the usual, physical sense, no.
Your specialty was the sense of people.
Whom you'd slowly corrupt.
Like a spider you'd trap us,
In nets of lies and guilt.
You took my mentality,
And shattered it
Into a thousand pieces.
Everything you touched
Would slowly, but surely,
fall apart.
You made it clear.
It was my fault
that I couldn't love you back.
To this day, after seventeen years,
I'm still recollecting.
I still don't recognise
Who I am.
I no longer see you, ...
Not in the usual, physical sense, no.
Your specialty was the sense of people.
Whom you'd slowly corrupt.
Like a spider you'd trap us,
In nets of lies and guilt.
You took my mentality,
And shattered it
Into a thousand pieces.
Everything you touched
Would slowly, but surely,
fall apart.
You made it clear.
It was my fault
that I couldn't love you back.
To this day, after seventeen years,
I'm still recollecting.
I still don't recognise
Who I am.
I no longer see you, ...
#parent
#identity
#abuse
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jun 2020 12:41pm
20th Jun 2020 12:41pm
Lost at Sea
We ran straight into the deep water
That everyone warned us about
We didn't care about their warnings
And only realized they were right
When the current pulled us apart
And the waves took us under.
That everyone warned us about
We didn't care about their warnings
And only realized they were right
When the current pulled us apart
And the waves took us under.
#depression
#loneliness
#learning #FeelingLost
#learning #FeelingLost
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Jun 2019 2:37pm
24th Jun 2019 2:37pm
Yours Forever
I'm not known as a leaver.
I'm known as a loyal dog.
One that stays even if mistreated.
Even if it means heartache for me,
I'll still wag my tail for you.
I'll come when called upon.
That's mostly due to my naivety,
Me not realizing what's about to happen.
So when you asked me if I'd ever leave you,
If I would stay with you always,
I laughed because it seemed absurd to ask me that.
It screamed déjà vu.
So loudly in the back of my mind.
It's not the first time I hear this scream.
I laughed because I tried to drown it. ...
I'm known as a loyal dog.
One that stays even if mistreated.
Even if it means heartache for me,
I'll still wag my tail for you.
I'll come when called upon.
That's mostly due to my naivety,
Me not realizing what's about to happen.
So when you asked me if I'd ever leave you,
If I would stay with you always,
I laughed because it seemed absurd to ask me that.
It screamed déjà vu.
So loudly in the back of my mind.
It's not the first time I hear this scream.
I laughed because I tried to drown it. ...
#relationships
#disappointment
393 reads
5 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
3rd May 2019 12:39pm
3rd May 2019 12:39pm
Friend of Mine
You told me everything.
How your mother feared you'd turn bad,
Like a rotten tomato, infecting the others around it.
So she'd try to control everything you did to keep you good.
You told me about the fights with your younger brother,
And how you felt like strangers under the same roof.
So it became easier not to talk at all.
You told me about your friends,
And that no one understood you as well as I did.
How they found lovers who became their world,
And that you'd never abandon what we had like that.
In the...
How your mother feared you'd turn bad,
Like a rotten tomato, infecting the others around it.
So she'd try to control everything you did to keep you good.
You told me about the fights with your younger brother,
And how you felt like strangers under the same roof.
So it became easier not to talk at all.
You told me about your friends,
And that no one understood you as well as I did.
How they found lovers who became their world,
And that you'd never abandon what we had like that.
In the...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#betrayal
#disappointment
#IMissYou
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Apr 2019 3:10pm
29th Apr 2019 3:10pm
Pillowtalk
It's late summer and in the middle of the day
We're buried in your bed, under the covers we lay.
You're shaking and you're a mess, your hot breath on my face.
Rambling about your fears, and breathing at a fast pace.
I whisper soothing words as my hand is buried in your black curls.
There was a time when we were just two very young girls.
Too fast we've grown into adults and it weighs us down,
I feel sick and tired of waiting for things to come around.
My fingers move in swirls across the curves of your cheeks,
Slipping slightly in...
We're buried in your bed, under the covers we lay.
You're shaking and you're a mess, your hot breath on my face.
Rambling about your fears, and breathing at a fast pace.
I whisper soothing words as my hand is buried in your black curls.
There was a time when we were just two very young girls.
Too fast we've grown into adults and it weighs us down,
I feel sick and tired of waiting for things to come around.
My fingers move in swirls across the curves of your cheeks,
Slipping slightly in...
#sadness
#anxiety
#frustration
463 reads
10 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
12th Jun 2017 4:22pm
12th Jun 2017 4:22pm
Unsend Letters
I liked to think we were one of a kind;
that we were so alike in a way other people wasn't.
I liked to think that wherever I went,
you would follow - cause I was following you in the first place.
I used to think of forever and ever, but forever is too good to be true.
I used to think a lot.
People say we've grown apart.
And maybe we have, despite me not having grown an inch since 7th grade.
Anyhow, we went our different roads.
Well, you went yours.
I'm trying not to be bitter, I swear.
But a reason, or just a goodbye...
that we were so alike in a way other people wasn't.
I liked to think that wherever I went,
you would follow - cause I was following you in the first place.
I used to think of forever and ever, but forever is too good to be true.
I used to think a lot.
People say we've grown apart.
And maybe we have, despite me not having grown an inch since 7th grade.
Anyhow, we went our different roads.
Well, you went yours.
I'm trying not to be bitter, I swear.
But a reason, or just a goodbye...
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